Slave Master Poem by Louis Cecile
Slave Master
Why chase the master
Because in his status he will fall
Enslaved I maybe
But life to death the human soul will always be free
My spirit though down
Awakens
In reality the master is his own slave
And I am truly awakened
To conquer is to find a bigger place to hide
The fear inside only brings you closer to judgment
My master my slave
What lies beneath the grave
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4/26/2024 1:20:42 AM # 1.0.0.1119
One summer's day I was down in a sheep dipping tank set in the earth and in the clean water I was using to wash it out I saw reflected the beauty of the sky above.Even in the darkness of death there is the bright light of Heaven.Enjoyed your poem.